My 9/11 post

What did I do to commemorate the anniversary of 9/11 yesterday?

I went to church. I taught Sunday School. I prayed.

I went to lunch with friends and talked about our children and our problems and our joy and our pains.

I went to see a sick friend in the hospital. A single mother of four scheduled for open heart surgery tomorrow.

I watched my child play and giggle. I watched her play with her best friend, another little girl who is a month older than my little girl. I listened to her talk about her princess birthday party for her 3rd birthday. Next week, she'll be Cinderella, her best friend will be Snow White and eight other little girls will be dressed in lace and glitter and pearls.

I went to Wal-Mart. Of course.

I comforted others who lost a loved one.

I caught up with a friend who had been distant lately.

I lived. I breathed. I laughed. I cried. I shopped. A normal Sunday. A day of worship, a day of families and friends.

No, I didn't forget. I'll never forget. But I did the most I could to make my day a day worth living. To honor those who are no longer with us...and to make those idiots who wanted to take that away from us know that they failed. I did all the things the terrorists tried to stop us from doing. They hate us so much they wanted to kill our hope, our dreams, our everyday life.

And they have failed.

That's how I remembered 9/11.

Posted by Jody at September 12, 2005 11:14 PM | TrackBack